Page 270 of Psycho Pack

My heart pounds against my ribs as he moves closer.

"I love you," Valek says simply to me. "And since it seems the others, with the exception of Wraith, are afraid to scare you off by putting it to words, well..." A ghost of his usual smirk plays at his lips. "I'm already the villain. So I'll just say it. They love you, too."

"Valek," Thane warns, but there's something in his voice I've never heard before. Something raw and exposed.

"It wasn't your place," Plague says sharply.

Valek's smirk widens. "No? Then when? After we're dead?" He shakes his head, looking intently at me. "It was finally the right time."

All I can do is stare at him.

At all of them.

"Yeah," Whiskey says gruffly, folding his arms. "We love you, wildcat."

"From the moment we saw you," Plague says softly, stepping forward. "The moment we caught your scent and our worlds individually and collectively shifted on their axes..." He swallows hard. "We knew you were ours. And we were yours."

Wraith moves closer, the leather straps holding his armored gear in place creaking softly as he signs.Always.

"We didn't want to pressure you," Thane adds roughly. "After everything you've been through... we knew it might take time before you were ready to hear it. Knew there was a chance you might never be ready."

"But now we might die," Valek cuts in, blunt as ever, earning another round of glares. "What? We might. And I refuse to die without her knowing the truth. Do you?"

Thane sighs. "No," he concedes, his eyes meeting mine. "He's right. I do love you. More than words can say."

"I love you, too," Plague adds softly, his usual detached tone nowhere to be found. Only warmth and vulnerability now.

Whiskey's voice cracks a little as he adds, "Yeah. Love you more than anything, wildcat."

Wraith's eyes crinkle at the corners as he signs it, too. He's told me before, but seeing that sign again makes my heart sing.I love you.

"I've already said it, but I'll say it again," Valek says in that velvety voice. "I love you, little omega."

Tears spill down my cheeks as the weight of their words—their love—washes over me. I wasn't expecting this, and if I'dknown the entire pack was going to declare their love for me, I might've been freaked out. Scared, even. But now that it is actually happening, it's not just okay, it's…

It's incredible.

My lips part as I try to form the words burning in my chest, but Thane holds up his hand.

"Don't," he says gently. "Don't say it just because we did. Only say it when you're ready.Ifyou're ready."

A watery laugh escapes me as I look up at them through my tears. "I'm ready," I whisper, my voice hoarse. "I love you, too. I've loved you all longer than I probably wanted to admit to myself."

The tension in the room breaks like a dam. They move as one, surrounding me in a circle of warmth and strength and devotion. Their scents wrap around me as their strong arms encircle me.

The scent of home.

"I don't know if I can do this," I murmur, suddenly feeling like I'm about to fall apart in their arms. I can do a hell of a lot, but apparently, not knowing if all these men I've fallen for are going to make it out of this alive is way too much.

"You're not going to lose us," Plague says firmly, his hand finding mine.

"We're too stubborn to die," Whiskey agrees with a snort.

"When you became our omega," Thane says, his deep voice resonating through me, "we made a choice. To give you everything you deserve. And part of that is a better world."

"A world where omegas aren't property," Plague continues.

"Where no one has to live in fear," Whiskey adds.

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